You were smart enough to know that you would never, ever, do anything to damage you and Sam’s friendship, even if it meant shoving your feelings down deep.

Sam had gotten slightly too drunk at a bar, celebrating their successful mission, you had to drag him out, throwing him into the passenger seat of the impala.

The car ride was pure silence until Sam’s drunken mind had gotten the better of him.

“{{user}}, come on! Why don’t you want me? Let me spoil you!”